What A Hallow Is Chapter 7 - Improving But More Practise, a worst witch fanfic

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Chapter Seven

Improving But More Practise Still Needed

The sisters found themselves getting into a routine. Every morning they would mirror Esmerelda, their chats started to become a daily thing and they all loved their morning chats, it stopped all three of them being so lonely and made them more optimistic, and then each evening after dinner they would go flying together.

"You are doing so much better" Ethel told her sister honestly. The girl was much better at flying now than she was before they had started, now she knew exactly what she was doing she was much more confident.

"I finally feel like I will be able to perform without embarrassing myself or the school" Sybil said knowing how much she had improved. She was actually enjoying flying now, and she started to understand why it relaxed Ethel.

"How is your potion going for the transformation spell?" Sybil asked her sister. She knew her sister could do the potion perfectly, but she also knew she had been upset recently. The way a with was feeling could affect their performance, magic was affected by mood.

"I have it ready, now all I need is for Mildred not to take my ingredients and make me not turn me into a worm instead and it will be fine" Ethel replied, still bitter about the whole incident that had turned her and Mildred into rivals.

"I am sure she won't be so stupid as to do that again, Miss Cackle and Miss Hardbroom will be watching anyway" Sybil replied, knowing it wasn't much reassurance as the two women seemed to miss everything in front of them no matter who it was to do with, but it was something.

"I must as well have the wall watch over me for the fat lot of good them hopeless two will do" Ethel replied, her eyes turning angry as she talked about her teachers.

"Maybe they will take notice" Sybil said knowing Ethel was upset as she felt, rightly or wrongly, that they treated Mildred differently and pushed her aside. Sybil tried to not have much to do with the two teachers so she honestly didn't have an opinion but she knew that her sister was seeking their attention and had being since she started at the school.

"I couldn't care less about being noticed by them two, I am pass the stage of caring, they never even bothered to ask me how I am after what happened to Esmerelda or how she is, and after that I lost any last respect for them" Ethel said to her sister truthfully.

Sybil looked at her sister and sighed. She knew a lot of people thought Ethel had no right to be upset about her elder sister's lack of magic, after all she was the one who had tricked Esmie into giving them to the evil Agatha Cackle to begin with, but that did not mean the girl was not allowed to realise her mistakes or feel guilty. Sybil knew Ethel better than most people, she had lived in the same house as her since the day of her birth, and she could now tell Ethel was a different person than she was the year previously.

When they were very young, Ethel had being much kinder and didn't have much of a temper, but bitterness and anger and hurt had changed her into the angry bully that people knew today, even so, apart from the incident with Esmerelda last year, her pranks were pretty much harmless and childish, she was like a firework ready to explode though, she didn't want to be near anyone or have anything to do with her sisters.

Now Ethel had seemed to go the complete opposite, now she was more clingy and wanted to be around her sisters much more, and her behaviour had grown much worse, now her pranks and schemes were dangerous and caused a lot of hurt to people, and the funny thing is no one seemed to notice this change in Ethel, even though she clearly had moments when she was quiet and withdrawn, because she was so heartbroken over what had happened, but everyone was blind to it and expected her to just get on with things, thinking what happened won't affect her. Ethel had turned her back against most people in the school after that, except Sybil.

"I don't blame you" Sybil said "They haven't spoken to me about Esmerelda either" Sybil replied. She had expected someone to sit her down when she started and ask her how she felt after what happened at the school, if she was scared of anything and what they could do to help settle her in. After the fire, Miss Cackle had told her she would talk to the girl, but Sybil never heard anything else about it after that.

"You have to be their favourites for them to take an interest, so why bother trying to impress them? They have never liked me, no I don't want to perform well for them, I want to perform for the Great Wizard and you and Esmerelda, I don't care what anyone else thinks" Ethel replied, knowing she was only going to get hurt if she got her hopes up of anyone being interested in how she performed. She knew most people in the school loved to see her fail, and she was not going to concern herself with them type of people anymore.

"Maybe that is for the best" Sybil nodded in reply because she didn't want Ethel to be hurt anymore. Sybil wondered in the back of her head if Ethel could ever be truly happy again, like she was when she was younger. Her sister was misunderstood, even Sybil herself didn't fully understand and that was something no-one seemed to see and if they did they ignored it, thinking it wasn't their place to get involved.

As well as having flying lessons with Ethel, Sybil had her weekly sessions with the other students. Now they were actually practising the actual performance. As Sybil was the leader she would be taking of first and the other girls would follow suit, they would fly in a circle before all flying in perfect sync, it was hard, because some girls would be to fast and others to slow, some to far from the one in front and some too near, but at least Sybil had not crashed into a tree yet.

"Girls work as a team, you all look like you are flying separately and like this is not a group piece"" Miss Drill shouted up to them as they practised today, at the very end of the performance, before they went to land, each girl would take one hand of the broomstick before landing gratefully to the ground, that was the part Sybil still struggled with and she ended up losing her balance.

"AHHH NO NO" Sybil shouted as she crashed right into the bins.

"Sybil!?" The young blonde heard her best friends say with a worried tone, they rushed over to help her up, hoping she wasn't hurt. Miss Drill pushed through the crowd to reach her student.

"Sybil are you alright?" the woman asked her, hoping her pupil had not hurt herself. Sybil was annoyed and upset with herself.

The girl nodded, she didn't feel any pain anywhere, the only thing she had really hurt was her pride.

"I am sorry Miss Drill, I have being training really really hard" Sybil said. She thought she was past the stage of crashing so she was angry at herself.

"I know you have Sybil, I have seen how much you have improved over the last few weeks" Miss Drill told her and Sybil nodded and sighed.

"It is when I take my hand of the broomstick, I lose my balance, I don't know if I will ever be able to do it" Sybil said sadly. She was fine at flying now but as soon as she removed her hand of the broomstick she became messed up.

"It is alright Sybil I think that is enough for today" Miss Drill said as the girls started to head back in the castle but she stopped Sybil.

"How is the lessons with Ethel going?" the woman asked her. Sybil gasped, she wasn't supposed to know. The teachers would be mad if they told them because they weren't supposed to be out by themselves at that time, unless they had some sort of duty to do.

"I have seen you when I have being busy putting the equipment away, I hope Ethel is not working you to hard" the woman said. Unlike the other teachers she did not hate the girl but she knew she could be rather mean at times, even to her sisters and she had a problem with bossing other people about.

"No she is great Miss, she has made me so much more confident, we do practise the one handed flying too and it is always the same, I always end up losing control" Sybil said sadly, her fears resurfacing.

"You will get there Sybil, Miss Cackle won't allowed me to give you one on one flying lessons, but I know you and Ethel will work it out" she told the young girl.

"What if I can't learn it properly?" Sybil said fearfully. Miss Drill smiled and shook her head.

"A few weeks ago you were begging me to sit out because you couldn't fly in a straight line without become scared, you are smart Sybil and it just takes practise. Ethel is a fantastic flyer and if she can get you in the air without being scared, I trust her to be able to help you fly one handed for a few seconds" Miss Drill told the girl, trying to reassure her.

Sybil smiled, knowing she was right. Ethel teaching her had strangely done her a world of good, they had really bonded over it and Ethel was being nicer to her because of it, Miss Drill was right. She could do it, she just had to believe.